Lucianne moved closer to Xandar, and with her doe eyes, she asked in a shy whisper, “Can we do it again?”
The concern in Xandar’s eyes vanished, replaced by a flirtatious, cocky smirk. Just as he was about to turn Lucianne for her back to face the bed, she turned him instead. And her small body lay on his as she kissed him deeply on his lips. His arms roamed her body, trailing down her small back and spending time squeezing her booty as she pecked kisses on his face, neck and his rising-and-falling chest.
The area between her buttocks started teasing his hardened tool, moving up and down the erected length before she nuzzled his chin and moved to his lips. Xandar pecked a light kiss on her nose before he cupped her cheek and whispered, “I want you, Lucy. I need you. Please.”